Flight of the Bumblebee

Xing Yan found a job in a supermarket. When he came back the next afternoon, Niuniu told him while eating ice cream while sitting on Xing Yan's shoulder.

He Qi's first reaction was——

"Aha?"

He froze in place, the melted ice cream in Niu Niu's hand fell on Xing Yan's head, and flowed down his forehead. Xing Yan closed his eyes with a soft cry, and the ice cream flowed into his eyes.Niuniu sat on her shoulders and hugged his head and screamed, afraid that she would be thrown off by him.The ice cream in his hand was all over that chiseled face, Xing Yan covered his eyes with one hand and grabbed Niu Niu's thigh with the other to prevent her from falling off, shouting repeatedly: "It's so ice! It's so ice! Niuniu put you Get your hands off!"

On the other hand, Niuniu yelled for help, and the scene was very chaotic.

He Qi had no choice but to run towards them, carefully hugging Niuniu off Xing Yan's shoulder.His face was covered with a layer of ice cream, which even stuck to his body.Niuniu ate chocolate-flavored ones, so when she was carried down, she couldn't help laughing when she saw Xing Yan holding her stomach, obviously her own face was not much better.He Qi said: "Both of you, go and wash my face!"

Xing Yan wiped off the ice cream on his eyes, barely opened his eyes, and when he saw He Qi, he showed a natural smiling face, which looked very silly on the face painted with chocolate.

"You're back!" he said happily.

"Didn't I come back a long time ago?" He Qi replied dissatisfied.

"Dinner is ready!"

"So early?" He Qi said in surprise, and then he frowned and said, "Did you forget something?"

"I found a job!" He said excitedly, his eyes sparkling. "It's the first time I've found a job when I grow up. Although I don't know what I do, I want to tell you..."

"Wait, wait..." He Qi waved his hand to stop him, "I'll talk about the work later, you go and wash your face first, okay?"

Xing Yan touched his face, as if he had just noticed something on his face, he smiled a little shyly, and said to He Qi: "I forgot, you wait." After finishing speaking, he turned around and ran into the bathroom , He Qi stopped him: "You seem to have forgotten something again." He pointed to Niuniu who was standing on the ground and painted as a big tabby cat like Xing Yan.Niuniu grinned at him with a big mouth, made a mischievous expression, pointed at him and pointed at herself, and said cheerfully: "Two big meows!"

Xing Yan couldn't help laughing, he picked up Niuniu from the ground, walked up to He Qi, imitated Niuniu's tone, and said to him: "Look at us, He Qi, two big meows!"

He Qi also smiled helplessly, the two faces were painted in a mess, Niuniu's hands were covered with melted ice cream, she grabbed Xing Yan's clothes, Xing Yan didn't mind.Suddenly Niuniu stretched out her hand towards He Qi, and when he was unprepared, she tapped his nose lightly with her index finger and spread the melted chocolate on it.The prank was successful, she exclaimed happily: "Now there are three big meows!"

He touched his nose reflexively, pretending to be sullen and said, "It's sticky, hurry up and wash it off!"

The two big meows quickly rolled into the bathroom under orders.Niuniu loves water, and when Xing Yan washed her face, she always splashed water on him, and his whole body was soaked before his face was washed.He Qi stood outside and looked into the small bathroom. Xing Yan was as embarrassed as bathing a large dog, and Niu Niu was like a live loach. It was impossible to hold her in place and wipe her face with a towel.Every time Xing Yan is with her, he has to fight a battle of wits and courage, and he is always at a disadvantage, as if he has nothing to do with children.When Xing Yan showed a bewildered expression to Niuniu, He Qi always watched it with gusto.

After the two of them finished washing their faces, they came out of the bathroom. Xing Yan's clothes were almost soaked, and even the messy hair on his head was wet.He walked out dejectedly, but Niu Niu was jumping and jumping all the way, circling around the rooftop, almost no place on her body was wet.Seeing his defeated expression, He Qi couldn't help laughing, and Niuniu also stood beside him, laughing together at Xing Yan's pitiful appearance.

Sister Wang downstairs called out, and Niu Niu happily agreed. After she said goodbye to the two of them, she ran downstairs in small steps.

"See you tomorrow." Niuniu said.

"See you tomorrow." He Qi waved to her.

He turned to look at Xing Yan, the wind on the top floor was a bit strong, "Is it cold?"

Xing Yan couldn't hear his words clearly for a while.

"I asked you if you were cold. Your clothes are all wet. You should go in and take a shower."

"There is no hot water."

"What kind of hot water do you wash in summer? Why are you so delicate! Forget it, you can change your clothes first." He bypassed him, went to the bathroom and turned on the water heater. Xing Yan followed suit for some reason. One piece went in.The bathroom was already cramped, and the two big men couldn't stretch their arms and legs while standing in it.He Qi wanted to go out, a huge shadow blocked the door, he pushed Xing Yan's chest, and said a little irritably: "Why are you in? You blocked me, go out!"

Xing Yan stammered, "You...your face..."

He Qi remembered that he had also been painted just now, he touched his nose and asked, "Is there any more?"

Xing Yan pointed to his nose and told He Qi: "This way... this way..."

He wiped it vigorously again and asked, "Is there any more?"

Xing Yan hesitated whether to wipe off the stubborn piece of chocolate on his face, his palms were sweating slightly, and he wiped it calmly at the seam of his trousers.Just when he finally made up his mind to raise his hand, He Qi muttered: "Forget it." He turned on the faucet, bent down, splashed water on his face with his palm, and washed his face in an extremely wild way.He stood up, leaned in front of Xing Yan and asked him: "It's clean this time." Xing Yan nodded, he waved his hand to tell him to get out of the way, and then walked out.

Xing Yan followed him into the room, He Qizheng opened the closet and didn't know what he was looking for.He took out some of Xing Yan's clothes and threw them on the bed, together with his underwear.Xing Yan panicked: "What... what is this doing?"

"Take off your clothes." He Qi said to him in a commanding tone.

"Take off what clothes?" He was a little nervous, and he couldn't help but raise his hand to block the neckline.

"Are you stupid or forgetful? Didn't I just tell you to change your clothes? I don't care if you have a cold." He Qi said again.

"But...but I haven't taken a shower yet..." Xing Yan twitched.

"Why are you so hairy. Forget it, take off your dirty clothes and put on a quilt."

"What is 'turtle hair'?" Xing Yan asked him while taking off his T-shirt.

"It means you are troublesome, chirping and whining." Before he could take off his underwear from the remaining leg, He Qi threw his quilt over, covering him just in time.Xing Yan found a stool, sat cross-legged on it, and covered the quilt tightly from head to tail, only revealing a pair of eyes.Seeing him like this, He Qi couldn't help but ask, "Are you cold?"

Xing Yan shook his head.

"It's not cold, why are you covered like a quail?"

"Are quails covered too? What are quails?"

He Qi felt that he couldn't communicate with this person. He sighed, gave up explaining, sat on his bed, and asked him, "What is the job you mentioned?"

Xing Yan's eyes lit up when he heard this question, he stuck his head out of the quilt, and said to He Qi: "Last weekend, the three of us went to the supermarket together, do you remember?"

He Qi nodded, motioning for him to continue talking.

"Didn't there be a recruitment poster at the cash register? You made fun of me for not being able to pronounce that word."

He Qi thought about it, it seems that there is such a thing.

"Today I went to ask about it, and I heard that we are recruiting more than 2000 people a month. I thought I could do it, so I went to the manager for an interview, and he told me to start work tomorrow."

"What is this job for?"

"It seems to be physical work, helping to carry goods."

He Qi lowered his head and frowned for a while, hesitating whether to share his thoughts with Xing Yan.Xing Yan saw his uneasiness, and he asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"I was thinking..." He Qi said, "Is it okay if you continue like this?"

"You...what do you want to say?"

He Qi looked into his eyes, and asked him with a serious tone he had never had before: "Have you really never thought about going home?"

"Go...go home...go to what home?" His voice trembled.

"Look at you, you have a father, a mother, and an elder brother. Even if your mother is not good, you don't want to go back to her, don't you still have two relatives? They must be very worried about you."

"I..." He glanced to the side, his voice was almost stuck in his throat: "I don't know..."

He Qi looked at his expression and said nothing, not sure if he should continue talking.The room suddenly fell into a dead silence. Every time he talked with Xing Yan about his family, he avoided talking about it. After finally waiting for him to confess the past, how could he think that Xing Yan could finally untie his heart knot and let go of the past, but unexpectedly The conversation stalled again.

Xing Yan faced the conversation between them with a mentality completely different from what he had imagined.

He felt a little frightened, and even broke out in a lot of cold sweat under the quilt.

Did this day come so quickly?

He thought that as long as he behaved well enough, He Qi would not easily say the words to make him leave.He found a job and planned to live a serious and healthy life. This not only relieved He Qi's financial burden, but also gave him a reason to stay here.

Xing Yan, who was under the thin summer quilt, curled up his body like a shrimp, and couldn't help shrinking his neck inward, as if he had returned to a dark corner next to the trash can in a certain alley, where the moonlight couldn't even shine.He closed his eyes in despair, and his whole body seemed to be buried under the quilt.

He Qi misunderstood him, thinking that his words had stirred up his sadness again.He stood up from the bed, intending to turn this conversation over, he pretended to be relaxed and asked: "What's our dinner today?" After speaking, he walked into the kitchen.

Before he came back, Xing Yan had prepared three dishes and one soup. They were all dishes that took time to prepare. They looked extraordinarily attentive. The soup pot was still steaming white, and the rice cooker was full of hot rice.Thinking that he couldn't even wash potatoes when he first came here, He Qi suddenly felt sad and full of guilt at the same time.He shouldn't have said those words to Xing Yan, it sounded like he wanted to drive him away.He worked so hard to live, and wanted to stand up again in this world where he had fallen with his own strength. Finally, he saw a glimmer of light, but he wanted to push him again into the abyss that had buried him.

He hoped that he would become better and, like most people in the world, be able to have his own life.

He has never felt such a strong sense of responsibility for someone, wishing him well, wishing him happy, wishing him to get rid of the shadow of the past.To use an analogy, Xing Yan is like a pet he has been longing to keep but failed to raise. A lazy cat or a simple and honest big dog. Even if you raise a pot of roses, you have to be responsible for it.What's more, you dragged this desperate man off the bridge abruptly, gave him food and clothing, and gave him the belief to live. You can't let go just by saying let go.

Thinking of this, a thought flashed through his mind like a direct current, and He Qi suddenly realized that he might not be as great as he imagined.

Rescuing Xing Yan may have been just a whim at the beginning, but instead of calling the police, he kept him by his side and spent all his hard-earned savings. What was it for?

I haven't asked him about his family's situation all this time, and I haven't asked him much about his past. Is it really because I don't want to make him feel sad?

Are you really that considerate?

He laughed at himself inwardly.

He was just fed up with the indifference of the city, fed up with the days of wandering like an isolated island, and finally someone broke into his life, who would not be hurt by his cold words, and would not be deterred by his stern expression. Greeting him at the stairway every day, whether it is at sunset or when the sky is full of stars, makes this roof terrace far away from the hustle and bustle a place of peace of mind.

Probably in the rest of his life, there will be no such time again.

When he was in a daze, He Qi didn't realize that there was a slight sigh leaking from his mouth, but Xing Yan, who was sitting on the side and watching his every move all the time, noticed it.He Qi didn't even hear the approaching footsteps behind him. For Yu Xingyan, this was the most risky thing he did in a waking state.

He walked over, resting his forehead lightly on He Qi's shoulder, other than that, he didn't dare to touch him with other parts of his body.He Qi might have been taken aback, he recovered from his stupor, and wanted to turn around and ask Xing Yan what was wrong with him.Xing Yan's voice was muffled under the quilt, and he hid his whole body under the thin quilt He Qi gave him, and said in a low voice, "Let me lean for a while, He Qi, just for a while."

Why didn't he move.Xing Yan was like a wounded monster, dragging his staggering injured leg, crawling to the hunter who had given him an arrow, seeking comfort.

Just now, as if in an instant, a faint light seemed to appear in the deep tunnel where the exit could not be seen.

How do you care about him, does it mean there is hope?

He Qi's body temperature passed through the fabric of the clothes, and then through a thin quilt, spread to his forehead, and then flowed from his forehead to his limbs, as if wanting to merge into his blood.Lively, jubilant.

The moments of heaven and hell, and the days and nights he spends with He Qi, are tormenting him every minute and every second.